A/N: look, I hadn't forgotten about the man who abused Ellis when he was younger, here...

TW for the reminder that Ellis was abused (nothing explicit) (look at me, remembering a TW)

Dexter

François suggested that Dae could come to our meeting, which surprised me, but I can see it as a good opportunity for Dae to practice behaving himself in the relevant social situations. Besides, he was incredibly well behaved at Gray's birthday, so he deserves this as proof that I trust him and he's important to me. I just hope François adjusts himself to not say anything Dae shouldn't be hearing.

When we get to François' office, I'm even more surprised to see Ellis is there, looking easily as sharp as François in a slim-fitting royal blue suit. He still hugs Dae just like usual, and gives me a shy grin.

"Hi Dexter."

"Hi Ellis, how are you?"

"A lot better these days."

I don't know precisely what he means, even if it was obvious there was something going on between him and François, that Gray seems to have been involved with. It means, though, I'm not entirely shocked when François leans against his desk and tells me he wants to discuss Ivan Klavic.

"What?"

That makes it apparent he hasn't warned Ellis though, and Dae shifts uncomfortably by my knees at his friend's reaction.

"I promised to discuss things with you. And this is something I haven't mentioned. When I found out about your previous tutor, I asked Dexter to find him. I wanted him dead."

"Suzu...you can't just..."

"I know, baby. I should have discussed it then, which is why I'm bringing it up now. Dexter's people found him. He went for a job at another music school, when things got too hot for him at the one you were at."

"And you've killed him, Dexter?" Ellis turns those usually laughing eyes on me, and they're a lot more stormy than usual. Dae is staring hard at the floor, like he's hoping it will swallow him. I'm not far off, myself.

"I haven't, Ellis." I don't bother saying I would arrange it, if necessary. I dance around my profession. Knowledge equals culpability after all. But I think it's obvious to everyone in the room.

"Do you have an update, Dexter?" François asks, pulling Ellis' attention back to him.

"It so happens I do. He got the job. My man has been watching him closely. He hasn't done anything. To anyone. But my man is concerned about a couple of the relationships he's already developing with students."

"You're saying he hasn't done anything but you think he will." Ellis is shaking but his mouth is set.

"Yes, that's exactly what I'm saying."

"Why have you had Dexter tell me this, Suzu?"

"I have held things from you in the past, and I promised not to going forward. This is something you deserve to be aware of."

"And you expect me to make a decision about what happens to the man who abused me?"

"Not if you don't want to."

"You won't kill him."

It's a statement, but I suspect Ellis knows it's as not true as I do. François will have Klavic killed if he thinks for a moment it's the best thing for Ellis.

After a few moments, where his face covers a gamut of emotions, Ellis sits up.

"I want him charged."

"By the police?"

"I guess. You say you think he's going to do it again, to someone else. I don't want that."

I wonder if François is going to tell him about the other boys Klavic has already abused. When he was still at the school Ellis attended. I know I won't be.

"If I press charges against him we can get him that way. He'll go to prison, and he won't be able to hurt anyone else."

"Can you attend to this, Dexter?" François looks relieved, and I don't know if it's because he won't have to be involved in ending a man's life, or if it's because Ellis might be able to heal this way. I just nod, and send the necessary messages to my people to set this in motion.

* * * * *

"Daddy, what was that about?" I should have known Dae would want more information, but I didn't actually think he'd be brave enough to ask. I mentally curse François for choosing that meeting to invite him to, though I suspect he hadn't been ready for Ellis to take the reins quite so bluntly.

"Some bad things happened to Ellis when he was younger, but it's not up to me to talk about them."

"Okay. It isn't like I can't guess."

"Such a bratty boy."

"Sorry, Daddy," Dae has tears in his eyes, and I'm surprised. "I'm trying not to be. I don't do it on purpose."

"Ssh, baby, it's okay. I like it when you're bratty. I know you try to be good, but I wouldn't want you to be so good you never said what you were thinking."

"You can still spank my ass for being a cheeky boy though?" Well, how am I supposed to say no to that; those pretty dark eyes, eyelashes fluttering, pink lips pouting. Still worried that he seems to be all over the place, emotionally, though.

"Such a naughty boy," I whisper into his ear as he's bent over my knee, held in place by my harsh grip in his soft hair. I spank him hard, the way he loves it, drinking in his whimpers, embracing the wriggles, as I hold him close to my body. "Daddy's going to finish smacking your perky little butt, and then I'm going to fill you up good and hard and leave you plugged and stuffed for the rest of the day, so you can learn to be a good boy." God, I wish I could do that properly; soak his insides and keep it inside him.

Maybe we should have that discussion soon; after all, it isn't like I'm planning on sharing him. Just the thought of marking him up that way has me aching, and I lift him and press him onto the bed, my hand still wrapped in his hair, his tiny ass presented for me. I slide straight in, because he loves the stretch, his noises getting higher and more desperate as he opens his legs wider for me to get the best access, eagerly humping back as I thrust in hard.

"Daddy, please."

"Please, what, baby?" I growl out, feeling challenging; like I want to claim ownership of this perfectly pretty boy.

"Play with me Daddy."

"So demanding." I love it. How insistent he is when he's in a good mood. How he isn't afraid to tell me what he wants. Most everything about Dae is too, too perfect. The only thing that worries me – and it doesn't make him any less ideal, only concerns me – is the fear he sometimes shows, usually around his brattiness.

I fuck into him harder, reaching to stroke his smooth cock, so wet and needy. He comes after only a few strokes, and I know he could go again – he's positively insatiable – but it's getting late and I need to get him a cab home because I have a long day planned for tomorrow, so I let myself go, pressing him even more into the bed as I swell and still inside him.

I haven't forgotten what I said, and I push a small plug firmly inside, watching with a groan as his hole closes tightly around it. Maybe... damn, no. I have to be a grown up here.

"I want you to keep that inside as much as you can until I see you tomorrow. Take it out to wash or if you need the toilet, but other than that it stays in. Send me a message if you need to safeword."

"I could just stay with you Daddy. I'll be good."

"I would like that, Baby, but you can't. I have a lot of work tomorrow."

"I was good today."

"You were, Angel. You were such a good boy for Daddy. But I think most of my colleagues and clients tomorrow might be a bit harder to explain to than Master François about why I have a pretty little boy following me around offering to suck my cock."

He snorts and blushes adorably. "Okay, Daddy." He pouts, before blurting: "Is that thing with Ellis the reason why Connor is their bodyguard?"

"Not exactly, baby. But you know I can't talk about my work."

"Do you kill people though, Daddy?"

"Baby..."

"I don't mind."

"What? How can you say that?"

"I-,"

"I want you to be safe, baby. You can't even ask me about things like that."

"It doesn't scare me. I know about things like that. And I know you'll always keep me safe."

"I will, baby. Always."

It's something I'm going to have to investigate, I think. 'I know about things like that'...why would my adorable boy know anything at all about killing people, or danger of any kind?

A/N: well, Dex is actually kinda dark. I mean, I knew he ran a business where he doesn't exactly worry too much about taking out undesirables (though I picture him having a strong moral code, even if it wouldn't exactly be within the bounds of law - he wouldn't be someone who just takes the money and doesn't worry about the impact), but he's so fluffy with Dae it never really comes up. Their relationship is definitely the more important thing here - and I kind of see Dae as maybe having a similar amoral personality, outside of people he cares about.